Fengshou was very old, already on the verge of passing away. But as a cultivator at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor realm, he faced his age of more than 9,800 years with great calm.
Few at his level had lived as long as he had. What did he have to be dissatisfied with?
With his lifespan nearly spent, Fengshou had been traveling through the Starry Sky, wanting one last look at the Universe.
Today, Fengshou arrived in the Eastern Wasteland of Beidou. Beidou was his final stop. He wanted to spend his remaining time looking upon this land.
According to legend, the Heavenly Emperor had come from here.
Never having met the Heavenly Emperor was a regret Fengshou carried in his heart. All he could do was visit the place where the Heavenly Emperor's journey had begun, to ease that regret a little.
"Daoist Friend, please wait!"
Something stirred in Fengshou's heart. He did not know why, but the moment he heard those words, he stopped in his tracks as though they held some strange power.
An expert!
Those two words flashed through Fengshou's mind. Though he was old and his Blood Essence was no longer at its peak, very few people could appear behind him and draw close without making a sound!
Fengshou turned and narrowed his clouded eyes at the young man who had called out to him. Then he froze.
It was not because of the young man's handsome face, though he was handsome enough to be Jingtian and Dide.
It was because Fengshou had seen him before!
With a Quasi-Emperor's memory, Fengshou recalled in an instant where he had met him.
"So that's it. So that's it."
Fengshou laughed. Nine thousand five hundred years ago, when he was still a Great Sage, he had met a